Lyrical Breakdown of Finesse Out The Gang Way - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Finesse Out The Gang Way" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Durk weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Finesse Out The Gang Way" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Lil Durk employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Lil Durk's narrative.

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DJ on the beat so it's a banger I came from nothin', I had to go get it I had to finesse out the gang way I done did everything for the n- that I love Who stuck in the chain gang (chain gang) Sh- be so weird, I'm steady watchin' all the n- who yellin' out "Gang, gang" Sh- be so different, I'm watchin' them n- who b- but yellin' out "Bang, bang" Roll up a blunt of that Pluto Used to be deep, now I'm riding 'round uno I know some n- who hustlin' but quit 'Cause they was doin' this sh- for too long I remember n- feelin' like brothers But now this sh- feel like a group home And I had told 'em I love 'em so much To me, it felt like you can't do wrong I was trappin' out the side of my granny crib I was servin' with two phones I remember tellin' jewelers, "Don't know what a Patek is" Now it's two-tone The money make the world spin The money make the girls grin Been rapping since 2010 Whoever thought I'd win? Asked them why they sellin' food stamps I done grabbed a Urus on some cool sh- I'ma get it on my own, when I felt alone I remember feelin' useless I remember servin' to the cool kids Twin got a .30 like a pool stick Why you think your murders turn to news clips? When a n- die, when his family cry And they'll swear to God that he ain't do sh- I remember n- being goofy Spending their last money on the Gucci He just got fly just to get him some coochie Went to jail ridin' 'round with a goofy I can actually say I'm feelin' like money I remember riding 'round with a hunnid Had twin with me ridin' one hunnids Gucci bagged up with 51 hunnids Super motivated, come from a dungeon Like, why you call the dungeon the trenches? It don't matter 'cause I'm bringin' my n- Why you fall out with me just for attention? Niggas die when they pop up in my mentions Had the realest n- tell you're a peasant Took a Perc' and it got me in my feelings The money make the world spin The money make the girls grin Been rapping since 2010 Whoever thought I'd win? The money make the world spin The money make the girls grin Been rapping since 2010 Whoever thought I'd win? Man, I've been trappin' since 2007 My mama was strugglin', I had to help her From juvenile to penitentiary, I'm better I'm happy I can say I got it together 53 percent of these n- feminine I am not a gangsta, I am a gentleman We the ones that handle murders like businessmen Postin' money on the 'Gram, I invented that I done came a long way from the middleman I got head for an hour in the Cullinan I done gave a thousand bows to my brother 'nem Sh- get serious when them bodies start comin' up I put a kit on the Urus, it's bigger now Told my baby mama, "We need a bigger house" I'm too real for this shit, I done figured out Got one foot in the streets, tryna pull it out Keep it lowkey, she ain't runnin' her mouth (mouth) She don't ever want me to pull out (out) I ran it up to a low from an ounce I'm rockin' clothes I can't even pronounce F- the pandemic, I love me a drought I ran it up in this motherf- Three hunnid shots, that's enough in this motherf- Only the family, it's us in this motherf- gang sh- The money make the world spin The money make the girls grin Been rapping since 2010 Whoever thought I'd win? The money make the world spin The money make the girls grin Been rapping since 2010 Whoever thought I'd win?